November 21.

Midday.

White House.

Sergeant of the National Guard, Guard of the Presidential Palace Heideman is on duty.

The presidential palace guard is really a good job, with good salary, high status, and a certain halo bonus, but the guard, the upper limit is like this.

But at the time of this world war, the situation was different.

So to be able to stand guard here now requires not only luck, but also a good background.

Naturally, the Heideman family had some influence.

Of course, there is only a little influence, otherwise it is on the yacht, not standing guard here.

Whew····· With the sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble slab, Heideman saw the president's personal secretary holding a document and walking down the stone street in a panic, and his panicked expression was written directly on his face.

The dignified secretary of the presidential office didn't even care about his expression and demeanor

"What happened?"

As far back as I can remember, Heideman 'rarely' saw the president's secretary so flustered.

The last time I had a similar expression was on the day the old president fell seriously ill.

"It must be something big, otherwise I wouldn't be so flustered."

Glancing back, Heideman speculated.

He saw that the presidential secretary had seen a lot, and he was already very experienced, this product was a high-end handmade suit every day, customized crocodile leather shoes, and his expression was calm and natural, calm and calm, a model of a successful person.

Let him really envy it.

Of course, the secretary of the president can also be said to be a successful person.

Even if you can't get anything in the political circles and are forced to quit, after a few years by the president's side, some things that you have seen and known will not be bad if a lot of people want them after they come out.

Proper upper class.

To make such a person show such a panicked expression, it is hardly much better than the previous president's illness that day, it must be a big problem.

"Or is there a problem with the offensive on the Western Front? Suffer heavy casualties in battle? ”

"Something went wrong on the Eastern Front? The Germans are too fierce? Allies lost badly? ”

A litany of possibilities came to Heideman's mind.

To be able to become a guard of the presidential palace during this period, the focus is on the presidential palace, not the president, you don't need to follow the president around, and even the president can take a vacation when he is out, so naturally the family has the ability to know a lot of international things.

"It is impossible on the Western Front, the Germans have always been on the defensive, General MacArthur has not yet taken office, it is impossible to launch an offensive,."

The first hypothesis was directly ruled out by Heideman.

He was aware of the recent change of supreme command on the Western Front.

The new official took office with three fires, although it is a universal rule in the world, but it is necessary to find out the situation first before burning, and the command is handed over, it has only been a few days, no matter how powerful Lao Maitou is, it is impossible to start burning the fire before he sits down.

Naturally, there will be no fiasco on the Western Front.

The Germans have recently been attacking on the Eastern Front with all their might, and it is said that the Western Front has transferred a part of its reserves, so it is naturally impossible to launch an offensive, and besides, the German army on the Western Front has never launched an active offensive.

"But it's impossible on the Eastern Front, I just got the news not long ago, the Germans haven't even taken Mosco, and the advance rate of millions of troops is very slow..."

"Moreover, the main forces of the allies on the Eastern Front are in the rear, ready to delay the enemy's offensive with the depth of the territory, and they will not fail so quickly."

The second idea was also overturned.

Although the supplies could not be transported, the Eastern Front was very important, so the news spread as soon as possible, and this time, the Germans did not use the blitzkrieg that he was proud of, but advanced step by step with sufficient supplies and troops.

The allies on the Eastern Front also responded correctly, avoiding the German front, lengthening the German supply lines, and fighting a decisive battle in the rear.

"Could it be..."

Heidemann thought of a possibility:

"What's wrong with the Pacific again?"

He knows the things of the Pacific Fleet.

Although the news is propaganda, some kind of superweapon developed by their top-secret 'Manhattan' project got out of control and directly destroyed all the warships, but they can't hide it.

At least he knows part of the truth.

The American seamen on the other side of the strait could hide it from the public, but they couldn't hide it from the merchants, especially the merchants who were running around abroad······ The Heidemann family was involved in the shipping business.

"The other side of the river shot?"

Heideman speculated further.

This is the only possibility that can make the presidential secretary so flustered.

As a person with only some background, Heideman had no way to test his idea, and at night, after completing his guard duty, he learned the good news and took a week's vacation.

The president wants to go out, and their guards can take turns to rest, and he has a background and a backstage, so he can naturally rest for a whole week.

Back at his luxury apartment in Washington's affluent neighborhood, Heideman learned from his family that a month later, Atlantic shipping needed to operate in a cluster under the command of the military. ”

This news suddenly shocked Heideman's heart!

He understands the Pacific Ocean.

The United States is nowhere near as powerful as people think, or rather, the world is much stronger than people think.

but

Atlantic Ocean?!

How can there be martial law here?

The last time martial law was imposed and the fleet was assembled and protected by the military, it was a time when the German submarines were arrogant, and now, although the Germans have suddenly risen to prominence, the navy has been abandoned, and only a few small torpedo boats and submarines remain, which are not threatening.

So...

There is only one possibility.

"God!"

Hydeman swallowed his throat, his face full of disbelief.

Including him, many people vaguely guessed something and realized it,

This America, this Atlantic, I'm afraid it's going to start to change,

And it's a sea change.

······

November 22nd.

"Phew..."

Ao, in the central wasteland, between the highways, a regimental commander got down from the big jeep, spit out the yellow sand that was blown into his mouth by the wind, and after taking a sip of water, he glanced at the surrounding desert:

"This place is more desolate than the wastelands in the northwest of Jin."

"What's the use of that?"

"It is said that there is no rain for several years, no grain can be grown, there is no pasture, grazing is not realistic, even if there is a mine, the central part of the continent, it is troublesome to transport it, and you have to build railways and highways first."

The wasteland in front of you is not an inch of grass, but looking at it, it is not easy to find a few grasses, not to mention the common people in the northwest of Shanxi, even if a big mule that can eat almost anything comes, I am afraid it is enough to choke.

And it's not a little bit, you can't see the head at a glance.

"It's okay."

Fang Ligong on the side said with a smile:

"Even if it's useless, you can't grow food, you can't live in it, it doesn't matter, it's still eye-catching."

Useless territory is also territory, no one will dislike more territory, especially the Chinese people who are obsessed with land in their bones, and they have reached the point of madness, as long as it is territory, take it.

"We're halfway there, right?"

Fang Ligong looked at the map officer on the side.

"Yes."

The mapkeeper looked at the map and replied:

"It was right in the center, and now where we are, the same distance from the southern coastline as well as the northern coastline."

"Where is the supply convoy?"

Fang Ligong looked at the staff officer on the side.

He now commands more than 43,000 people, many of whom are veteran elites brought out from the northwest of Shanxi and mountain cities, and the rest are veterans who have been more than a year and a half and have participated in many actual battles.

Morale is strong and strong-willed.

In addition, a large number of mechanized equipment, more than 100 jeeps, more than 300 No. 4 tanks, more than 300 half-track armored vehicles, more than 100 wheeled armored vehicles, 2,300 ten-wheeled heavy-duty trucks, and some engineering auxiliary vehicles.

The whole army is on wheels.

There are also twenty small propeller fighters, more than forty self-propelled anti-aircraft guns.

The combat effectiveness is not generally strong.

If it is placed on the battlefield of Songhu, even if the devil takes out three full-fledged A divisions, Fang Ligong can say loudly that they are all rubbish.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to easily swallow up the nearly 30,000 troops who returned from the Western Front, even if these troops lacked heavy weapons, and some of the remaining heavy equipment was outdated and old-fashioned.

But the mechanical troops bring great combat effectiveness, but also bring huge material consumption.

Even if he deliberately slowed down his maneuver to slow down the consumption, more than 3,000 tank vehicles of various kinds, including more than 400 oil tiger tanks and armored vehicles, started with a fuel consumption of 100 tons.

What's more, he also needs to send troops to patrol around every day to clear out the remnants of militants, assist the common people from the rear to establish market towns, consolidate the territory, and train the troops by the way, so as to master these mechanized equipment in his hands as soon as possible.

It has only been a few months since they reequipped this set of mechanized troops.

This building is also settled, and the oil alone will consume 200 tons per day, and there will be parts consumption, just the track tires, which is also a large amount.

Plus more than 43,000 people ate and drank.

Even if he had 2,300 ten-wheeled trucks carrying supplies, diesel engines with powerful horsepower, one could carry five or six tons or more, and a trailer could even carry more than ten tons, he could not last long by carrying them on his own.

In this desert, supplies are scarce, everything needs to be transported from the rear, and sometimes even water needs to be transported from the far rear.

There is no railway to use here.

To this end, he specially prepared a transport team of 15,000 directly subordinate troops, divided into 15 transport units, to specifically ensure the material needs of the troops.

"The nearest convoy Eleven is currently one hundred and fifty kilometers away from us."

The officer in charge of the quartermaster spoke in a calm tone, with confidence:

"It's expected to join us tomorrow at noon, and they're carrying three thousand tons of supplies."

"The No. 3 convoy met at noon three days later, and they also carried 3,000 tons of supplies."

Although there was no railway, all supplies had to be transported from the port of Darwen, and the distance along the way, close to more than 2,500 kilometers, was transported by road and car, with only a few repair and supply depots in between, and even a lack of transit depots, which was enough to make the quartermaster desperate.

But it has to be said that the Austrian inland region is really too suitable for mechanized troops.

Even if there is only a simple dirt road that runs through the north and south, even if you don't take this road and march directly into the wilderness, the troops can be unimpeded, whether it is tanks or heavy-duty trucks, they can easily pass.

Even if you get into a pit, you can easily rescue it.

In addition, Fang Ligong also sent an engineer team to carry out simple gravel paving, reinforcement, widening, and leveling of key positions on the highway.

As a result, a transport team of 1,000 people, excluding the escort units and logistics maintenance detachments, has a total of 200 military heavy-duty off-road tractor trucks transporting military supplies, which can transport a total of 3,000 tons of various materials. As for the convoy's own consumption, it is carried by a logistics maintenance detachment.

The speed of the convoy is not low.

In the case of no hasty march, it can reach an average distance of nearly 230 kilometers per day.

This distance is only three hours in the later highway network, but for this highway network, there is not even a national highway, only a dirt road, it is already very good.

Although the non-paved road surface consumes a huge amount of tires and tracks, and the fuel consumption is several times more, plus the driver is a novice, many vehicles, 15,000 kilometers need to replace the engine and gearbox, but these things, each car is equipped with at least six sets of spare parts, especially tires, there are twenty sets of spare, there is no shortage at all, and by the way to improve the technology of logistics maintenance personnel.

"What a place!"

Fang Ligong sighed again.

Even if it's useless, you can't farm, you can't live, you can't graze, and you don't even have mineral resources, it's good to drive an off-road vehicle here.

And the drag racing plane is also good.

So, it has to be won.

After resting for half an hour, Fang Ligong sat on his big jeep, took a sip of water, and was full of spirit:

"Keep going."

"Target, the southern coast, increase the speed of the march."

The supply problem has been solved, fifteen supply convoys can supply 1,500 tons of supplies per day, and the daily supply of supplies has actually overflowed, so it is time to speed up.